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ODE FOR SEPTEMBER 7*- 



SOLO. 



t. 230. 



From thy holy habitation, 
God of grace and consolation, 
Behold us meet before thy throne. 
Saviour, to believer's precious, 
With sanctified delights refresh us, 
And us as thine in mercy own : 
AIL We humbly cry to Thee, 

Send now prosperity ; 
Let thy beauty 
On us appear, — establish here 
Our work, the work of praise and prayer. 



MARRIED PEOPLE. T. 184. 



Accept, God of our salvation, 
The sacrifice of praise and prayer ; 



Thou bidst us come,; all things are ready, 

The treasure of thy boundless grace 
Is opened to the poor and needy, 
They ne'er go empty from thy face. 



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3Bo hbtt mein io&en auf? 

3d) pretfe Siel), fo gut icf) faun, 

Hdh merf in ©uafcen Drauf. 



Upon thy gracious invitation 
Unto thy altars we repair : 



CHORUS. 






MARRIED PEOPLE 



T. 5S5. 



Guide us, thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrims through this barren land; 

We are weak, but thou art mighty ; 
Hold us with thy powerful hand-. 
Bread of heaven 

Feed us till we want no more. 

Open now the crystal fountain, 
Whence the living waters flow ; 

Let the fiery cloudy pillar 

Lead us all our journey through : 
Strong Deliverer :||: 

Be thou still our strength and shield. 



GUESTS. T, 11 

Help thy servants to maintain 
A profession free from stain, 
That their sole reproach may be, 
Following Christ and fearing thee. 

Lord uphold them day by day, 
Shed a light upon their way ; 
Guide them through perplexing snares^ 
Care for them in all their cares. 



MARRIED PEOPLE., % 39. 

Tho' dark be my way, yet'since he is my guide, 
'Tis mine to obey, and 'tis his to provide ; 
|Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, 
The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 



Sis* His love in times past me forbiddeih to think. M 
He'll leave me^at last unrelieved to sink : Sji 



i/^Z>o//*. Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, 

Confirms Iiis good pleasure to help me quite through. 

CHORUS. 

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beine Stinbev bvinnen, nub fdiajfet beinen ©vdnjeu griebe. 

MARRIED PEOPLE. T. 185. 

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; 3f?ve$ spfafceö ienefotefein ! 

CHILDREN. T. 22. 



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Lord, who number'st all their days, |jl 

Who guardest them in all their wa}'S, K 

In whom they live, and move, and are, (|j 

Who know'st their wants, and nearest prayer;— ^ 

Endow our parents with thy love, 
And give them wisdom from above 
To educate each child for thee, 
As thy redeemed property. 



Grant them and us, their children, grace, n 
So here on earth to run our race 
That we in heaven may meet, and sing 
Eternal praise to thee our King. 



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PARENTS. 



T. 166. 



Our children, gracious Lord and God, 
With fervor we to thee commend • 
Thou hast redeem'd them by thy blood ; 
Thy blessing on them all descend : 
Kind Shepherd take each little lamb * 
Into thy faithful arms of love ; 
Cause them to know thy saving name, 
And thy redeeming grace to prove. 



GUESTS. 



T. 582. 



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Beyond your utmost wants 
His love and power can bless; 
To praying souls he always grants 
More than they can express. 

CHORUS, 

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bem Gerrit baufeu, ttub iofrfutgen Seinem SHamen, 2)u 

ALL. T. 249. 

Repeat the solemn strain. 
Worthy the Lamb once slain ! 

Let all reply, Amen ; 
Blessing, and power and majesty, 
Thro' endless ages be to thee, 
Who us by blood has bought. 
In mercy sought 
And to thy fold us brought* 




SALEM— 1855.